At Glass Academy, power isn't given—it's reflected.
She had it once. The attention. The alignment. The control.
Until everything shifted.
Now the girls move without her.
Perfect. Precise. Untouchable.
But perfection has cracks.
Someone is watching those cracks.
Someone who never needed control.
Someone who's been measuring everything—especially her.
Because this was never about rising.
It was about who survives being seen.
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